Through glacial palaces of ice.
The goddess gets her planet prize:
A wolf with wild fire in his eyes.
Yggdrasil's roots are shaken.
The fire-juggling giants arrive.
Like hornets swarming from a hive
All demon spirits come alive.
The gods they are forsaken.
Ragna Rok... The Skalds of old all warn
Ragna Rok... A new world shall be born
Shall be born.
The blood-red sun has ceased to beat
It's left for starving wolves to eat,
They tear it like a hunk of meat
They swallow up it's light and heat
Like a pack of hungry jackals.
Clouds of angry blackness rise
And fissures of a mighty size
Appear in both the earth and skies
As Fenrir breaks his shackles
Ragna Rok... The Skalds of old all warn
Ragna Rok... A new world shall be born
Shall be born.
The Midgard serpent rears it's head
It rises from the ocean's bed
Invades the land. The living-dead
Have launched their ship, they must be fed
The flood tides they are rising.
The lakes and rivers overflow
And soon the world has sunk below
An endless sea, which isn't so
Very much surprising.
Ragna Rok... The Skalds of old all warn
Ragna Rok... A new world shall be born
Shall be born.
Shards of shattered twilight slice Through glacial palaces of ice. The goddess gets her planet prize: A wolf with wild fire in his eyes. Yggdrasil's roots are shaken. The fire-juggling giants arrive. Like hornets swarming from a hive All demon spirits come alive. The gods they are forsaken. Ragna Rok... The Skalds of old all warn Ragna Rok... A new world shall be born Shall be born. The blood-red sun has ceased to beat It's left for starving wolves to eat, They tear it like a hunk of meat They swallow up it's light and heat Like a pack of hungry jackals. Clouds of angry blackness rise And fissures of a mighty size Appear in both the earth and skies As Fenrir breaks his shackles Ragna Rok... The Skalds of old all warn Ragna Rok... A new world shall be born Shall be born. The Midgard serpent rears it's head It rises from the ocean's bed Invades the land. The living-dead Have launched their ship, they must be fed The flood tides they are rising. The lakes and rivers overflow And soon the world has sunk below An endless sea, which isn't so Very much surprising. Ragna Rok... The Skalds of old all warn Ragna Rok... A new world shall be born Shall be born. Explain Request ×
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